Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Dressing room, Studio 4, Lin'an TV Station.

"Hey, Zhou Bapi still made you come to work on the Lantern Festival, Xiao Jiang." Bai Yun teased Jiang Yiting as she hurriedly walked in from the dressing room of Game TV.

She was arranging her makeup brushes, the vanity was brightly lit by the vanity lamp, and all sorts of bottles and jars were neatly arranged.

Game TV has rented a studio here for a long time. All their program recordings and live broadcasts are done here, so the company's makeup artists are stationed here as well.

Jiang Yiting's usual office is not far from here.

"Sister Yun, I've already rested for an extra week." Jiang Yiting put down her bag and sighed softly.

She was referring to the extra leave her boss, Zhou Xingyu, had given her, because the "Leisure Street" program was mostly pre-recorded, and she had stockpiled four episodes of the content before the Lunar New Year.

"Then you don't need to rush to record your show today, right?" Bai Yun picked up the makeup primer and skillfully squeezed it into her palm.

Jiang Yiting obediently tilted her head back and muttered under her breath, "It was originally just supposed to be a few additional voiceovers, but this morning it was suddenly changed to a gameplay demo..."

"I promised to accompany my 'big brother' to get vaccinated this afternoon, but that's not going to happen again," she muttered to herself, as if complaining or talking to herself.

"Come on, let me do your makeup for the camera." Bai Yun pressed her in front of the mirror, scrutinizing her face. "Tsk tsk, you must have been staying up late a lot, right? You've got dark circles under your eyes."

"Is it obvious?" Jiang Yiting subconsciously touched her eyelids.

"It's alright, let me cover it up for you." Bai Yun used her fingertip to dab a small amount of concealer under her eyes.

"Oh, right, Sister Yun, can you teach me how to do makeup?" Jiang Yiting suddenly remembered something and asked.

"What, you have a date?" Bai Yun teased.

"No way," Jiang Yiting chuckled. "I'm doing a live stream myself, so I have to be mindful of my image."

"Live stream? You're leaving too?" Bai Yun lowered her voice.

Last year, several key figures from the company's e-sports programs left to go solo.

This matter has had a significant impact on the company and remains a sensitive topic.

"I haven't decided yet," Jiang Yiting said in a low voice. "Live streaming income is unstable, but at least I can decide what games to play and how to chat."

Her tone conveyed a deep appreciation for the autonomy of content creation.

Bai Yun applied some blush and whispered about the company's recent situation: "I heard that Liu Chuan's program has had its budget cut again, and our cosmetics purchase orders are being approved more slowly than before."

She sighed softly, "Sigh, the company's situation is getting worse and worse."

Jiang Yiting gently comforted her, "Sister Yun, your skills are so good. Even if you don't work as a makeup artist at the station, you can teach classes or work as a makeup artist on set."

"Forget it, let's not talk about that anymore." Bai Yun changed the subject back to teaching her how to do makeup.

"You have all these things at home, right?" Bai Yun pointed to the bottles and jars on the dressing table.

"Sister Yun, why don't you make a list for me..." Jiang Yiting said, not very confidently.

She can talk fluently about games, but she knows absolutely nothing about these things.

"You really have nothing and are learning from scratch?" Bai Yun asked in surprise.

In this era, even someone like her, who has been working in the workplace for almost a year, still has to appear on camera.

It's quite rare to find someone who has absolutely no knowledge of makeup.

"Sister Yun, you know I never come here without makeup..."

"Never mind, never mind." Bai Yun shook her head helplessly. "Your skin is fine, you don't need much treatment. We don't have much time today, so I'll teach you some simple things first, and you can learn more later."

"Yes, it doesn't need to be too complicated. Just look energetic in front of the camera." Jiang Yiting nodded.

With her makeup almost done, Bai Yun gently ruffled Jiang Yiting's hair: "Little Jiang, why don't you consider letting your hair down? It would look softer."

"No need, Sister Yun, I like it tied up, it looks neat." Jiang Yiting looked at herself in the mirror from left to right. "My persona isn't based on gentleness, it's based on professionalism."

After her makeup was done, Jiang Yiting scrolled through her phone backstage while waiting for the recording to begin.

She didn't need to prepare for the reskinned strategy game she was going to promote this time.

Just as I was getting bored, a message popped up on QQ from Xiao Zhang, the operations manager of Douyu: "Brother Lou, I've arranged a homepage recommendation for you tonight, remember to start your broadcast on time."

She sat up straight instantly.

Homepage recommendation means considerable traffic, so it seems the live stream data last night was indeed quite good.

She quickly replied to confirm and asked in detail about the duration of the featured placement and whether pre-promotion was required.

Upon learning that the recommendation would continue until the game ended and that no further promotion was needed, she simply replied, "Understood."

Xiao Zhang then revealed that if the data from the next game is stable, he might consider applying for a long-term contract with the platform.

Jiang Yiting raised an eyebrow. A long-term contract meant more stable income and resources, which was exactly what she needed at this stage.

She replied "Understood," and mentally calculated that the judging criteria were probably related to audience retention, interaction, and gifts.

Jiang Yiting sent a screenshot to Chen Bainian, with the message: "The platform recommended it on the homepage, thanks for your 'Devil's Game'."

In the chat window where the WeChat contact's nickname had been changed to "Old Turtle," I replied with the following:

Brother congratulates you!

Also included is a picture of the older brother squatting on the computer desk, looking brightly at the camera.

Jiang Yiting couldn't help but smile, and her resentment from working overtime dissipated considerably.

She decided to finish her work efficiently today, try to take her "big brother" to get vaccinated on time, and then consult the veterinarian about pet care.

After all, she's still a novice when it comes to raising cats.

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The gym was filled with the faint smell of sweat mixed with rubber, and the rhythmic sounds of the equipment colliding echoed throughout.

After finishing his last set of deadlifts, Chen Bainian put down the barbell, adjusted his breathing, and sweat slid down his jawline.

He straightened up and took the towel that Xu Haoran handed him.

"Thanks." Chen Bainian wiped his face, sat down in the empty seat next to Xu Haoran, and took a few sips of water from the kettle.

"You've really gone all out with this training plan," Xu Haoran said, leaning against the equipment, panting as he looked at him. "Are you really planning to prolong your life by working out?"

"Health preservation, health preservation." Chen Bainian smiled, screwed the kettle lid on, "By the way, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm?" Xu Haoran turned his head to the side.

"Regarding the sales of 'Getting Over It'," Chen Bainian paused, his tone calm, "it has sold over six hundred copies since the live stream last night."

Xu Haoran nearly dropped the water bottle: "How much?!"

"Six hundred and forty-seven, and it's still rising." Chen Bainian looked at his friend's shocked expression and smiled slightly. "Moreover, the wish list on the Steam platform has increased by more than three thousand since last night."

Xu Haoran opened his mouth, but it took him a while to find his voice: "...So that streamer friend you mentioned before, the effect was so amazing?"

"It exceeded expectations." Chen Bainian nodded, took out his phone from his bag, opened the background data, and handed it to Xu Haoran.

"The peak was two hours after the live stream last night, and it has been steadily increasing ever since. The comment section has also become more active, with more positive comments than negative ones, and the interaction rate has increased."

Xu Haoran stared at the screen, his fingers scrolling through the constantly updating sales data and player comments. His eyes gradually shifted from shock to fervor: "How long can this momentum last?"

"I don't know," Chen Bainian said honestly, "but the start has been much better than I expected. So..."

He looked at Xu Haoran, his tone becoming serious: "You need to prepare early."

Xu Haoran was taken aback: "Prepare what?"

"I'm ready to go it alone." Chen Bainian said calmly, but with an undeniable weight.

"The game's promotional effect on live streaming platforms will only get better and better. In less than a month, we'll have the start-up capital. At that time, I'll need you to come with me and officially launch the studio."

The gym music flowed in the background, and the sounds from the weight training area seemed to fade away.

Xu Haoran was silent for a few seconds, then slowly smiled: "You kid... are you serious?"

"When have I ever stopped being serious?" Chen Bainian stood up and stretched his shoulders. "This job of yours has long lost its challenge for you. Come with me, let's do something truly interesting together."

Xu Haoran stared at him for a few seconds, then patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Okay! I'll trust you this time. What do you need me to prepare?"

"You must have a good grasp of the technical solutions. Also..." Chen Bainian thought for a moment, "Think about what kind of people and resources we need, and make a list. Once the funding is in place, we need to be able to get started immediately."

"Understood." Xu Haoran's eyes flashed with excitement, but he quickly regained his composure. "However, Bai Nian, you need to think this through. The indie game industry..."

"I know," Chen Bainian interrupted him, his tone firm, "but I also know that if I don't do it now, I might regret it later."

The two looked at each other and saw a familiar light in each other's eyes.

After practicing for another half hour, Chen Bainian took a shower, changed his clothes, and prepared to go home.

I had just stepped out of the gym when a message from Jiang Yiting popped up on WeChat.

"I'm heading back; I'll be home in 40 minutes."

Chen Bainian's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

The early spring breeze carried a coolness, dispelling the post-exercise heat.